Julie looked up. Where had that voice come from? She was sure no one else was in the forest with her. Settling back down, onto her log seat, she continued to read.
Again, Julie glanced up.
It would be just typical. She had finally found one place she could come to, to get away from the constant demands of motherhood, a refuge, where she could read in peace, and now she’d been found.
Still, there was no one there.
“Oh dahling, it’s not that easy to miss me! Up here!” The voice beckoned her to look upwards. Shielding her eyes from the sun, she allowed them to come into focus again.
“Oh do hurry up, I don’t have long! I have but a few minutes when the sun shines in the right place, with no clouds, to be able to see, and usually, there isn’t anyone around!”
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